Mindfulness

“Angelina, do you think he’d ever make you choose?” I ask my lover as we cuddle naked in her bed under a colorful quilt her great-grandmother made before she was born. I love the sense of history as much as I do its warmth.

I feel her body pull away from me a little as she turns her head away and sighs. “I think he is afraid.” Turning back to me she kisses me softly at first then hard stealing my breath preventing me from breathing she inhales all the breath in my lungs into hers.

“What is that about?” I gasp trying to catch my breath, coughing. “are you a succubus all of a sudden?”

“Raquelita, I’ve put off telling you, please don’t be upset, I’m pregnant.” She quickly rolls on top of me pinning me down I imagine I can feel a small hard roundness pushing into me our bellies pressed together.

“What will you say when he asks you to choose?” I whisper. My heart is beating wildly.

“Ahh, mi amor, what answer do you think? What could I say? Please don’t ask me this. I don’t want to hurt you let me love you instead.” she says regretfully as she bites and sucks my neck.

“Yes, no. Please.” I moan, heartsick and afraid how can my body betray me and become aroused?

“Just enjoy what you have when you have it, for however long it is.” She whispers as if reading my mind.

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